Several months ago, during a Mommy & Me class, Wacky said that it was imperative that we go away with our husbands for at least one night WITHOUT the baby. She said that sending the baby to a Grandparent’s house for the night and staying HOME doesn’t count…. We have to go OUT OF TOWN or at least to a HOTEL “for the sake of our marriages.” And she said that we MUST do this BEFORE the baby turns ONE.
Well it only took 360 days… but we did it. We went away for the night WITHOUT the baby…. AND IT WAS WONDERFUL. For my birthday, T-Ko planned a mini-getaway to Palm ...Read More
With a million things on my plate and on my mind, I’m finding it hard to be creative and post something new. I am truly DISTRACTED. Ironically, it’s actually “distraction” that made me feel like a genius tonight….
I’m sure I’m not the first parent in the world to HATE cutting their baby’s finger nails. It’s impossible and kind of exhausting, actually. T-Ko and I usually attempt this horrible feat during a bottle feed, when Baby-Ko’s relaxed and zoned out. But it ultimately ends up stressful: one pinch and Baby-Ko’s on to us- hands clenched in a fist, not willing to play along. I try my best to sway him with ...Read More
32. Flip it around and it’s 23. Ha. That was a fun age… It’s hard to believe that was 9 YEARS ago. Actually, it’s hard to believe that exactly one year ago today, I was 9 DAYS away from giving birth to a beautiful baby boy. My birthday took a backseat to the state of my pregnancy (the peeing every ten seconds, my bulging varicose veins, the intense heartburn). It was pretty hard to celebrate the idea of turning 31 when there was so much else to look forward to.
Now, one year later (peeing normally and taking tums only when needed), I am closing one chapter to my life and ...Read More
It’s just too apropos… I’m sitting here in my pajamas, sipping cold/old coffee, writing this post, listening to MBMB (that’s: My Boyfriend Michael Buble) on The Today Show, on the phone with yet another customer service rep, waiting for the sound of Baby-Ko to come over the monitor, wondering if I will have time to take a shower (and maybe pluck an eyebrow or two) AND do some research on child care….. I’m kind of a mess.
For weeks now, I’ve toyed with the idea of changing my blog name…. wanting to find a title and name that really summed up the essence of who I am…. All these thoughts swirled ...Read More
Well, my friends, I’m happy to announce, my husband DID GOOD. He actually did better than good. He did great. I was convinced, after I got a few concerned texts and calls from him (baby wasn’t napping, baby was pooping all day, Daddy didn’t have time to eat lunch, etc.), that I’d be coming home to an exhausted, hysterical and overall pissed husband. But when I walked through the door late Sunday afternoon, T-Ko was smiling, the baby was beaming, and my house was surprisingly in tact. In fact, when I walked in, Baby-Ko was in his high chair, eating dinner and when I instantly went from the “Girls ...Read More
This weekend I’m heading to Palm Springs for my sister in law’s bachelorette party. While I am so excited, this weekend will be a huge step and test: for the first time in 11 months, my husband will be in charge. Fully in charge. Baby-Ko has only slept away (at grandparent’s houses) TWICE and we were pretty much there until he fell asleep and there after he woke up. No biggie. But THIS TIME, mama’s leaving bright and early Saturday morning and not coming back until late Sunday afternoon. This means, DADDY will have to navigate through breakfast, lunch and dinner, nap times, bottle times, and diaper ...Read More
Whoever wrote “Chicken Soup for the Soul” hasn’t met my MOTHER IN LAW. The 4’11” Hungarian, proud mother to my husband considers “SOUPS” (plural) as a food group. It’s as vital to life as water. It can be consumed at any and every meal. It needs to be served and eaten a certain way. And if you don’t like her soup or you dare to turn it down, something is wrong with you…..
For months, she has been asking me if I give Baby-Ko soups. She gave her boys soups and they loved it. And now that Baby-Ko is on solids and pretty much eats everything, I should give him soups ...Read More
Tonight, as Baby-Ko finally settled down and drifted to sleep in my arms, I took my first (easy) deep breath of the week. Sitting in the dark, with Baby-Ko ‘s head now on my chest, I closed my eyes. What a week. Emotional. Exhausting. Relieving. It occurred to me that I hadn’t written or posted anything new all week. I like to think that I write humorous, light, and certainly candid posts… But, nothing “light” or fluffy came to me this week (with the exception of my new boredom with the Olympics and the fact that all I can think about is how Misty May and Kerry Walsh never ...Read More
It’s here. The week that I’ve been dreading for almost 11 months…. On Tuesday, Baby-Ko will go in in for a minor, but necessary procedure in which he will have to “go under.” It is minimally invasive and fortunately out-patient. But obviously, as a new mommy (or any mommy for that matter), the idea of your child undergoing surgery is terrifying. On top of the surgery (and an ear infection we’ve discovered he has too… poor guy!), I’ve also been a little stressed as I’ve come to the realization that staying home full time with the baby is just not that feasible anymore. So trying to wrap my head around ...Read More
Well, what do ya know. I’m in to week FIVE of my four week diet. Whatevs. Shit happens. The good news is that I’m highly motivated now and I have actually lost a few pounds. The bad news is with the Olympics on all day and night, I feel like a sloth when I look at all these crazy ripped bodies. I mean, I don’t want to be ripped like the freaky little gymnasts with voices like Minnie Mouse, or like the female swimmers (frankly, having shoulders that broad would really fuck up my style). But I WOULD like for one day in my life, just to know what it’s like to ...Read More